Hill Tribe Mom
I still have the photo from Phu Koc,
you and your baby barefoot
at the village snack shop.
I never knew your name.
He is so precious, tiny
little man in Hello Kitty
pajamas, standing like
a conquering warrior in
miniature Ahka headdress,
its fine, colorful stitches
you spent careful weeks sewing.
I still have the picture of you
kneeling…